The above is the sound of me running in circles screaming at the top of my lungs. The Egypt-meets-Vegas brilliance of the Bubba Ho-Tep soundtrack is coming out on CD. Yay!
I keep coming back to it. And howling. And cackling. And HOWLING LIKE A HOWLY THING. At least one person on my friendslist will probably appreciate the deep and beautiful wrongness of this (and is not on the mailing list where I got it).